It's now diapers & rubber panties for you for the nextcouple of days. And if that doesn't work then it will be till nextSunday. Plus, I think we will ...se the thicker pampers & two pads, insideso when you wet, I don't have to change you as much. Maybe walking aroundall day in a wet diaper, like a baby will cure you. Mom grabbed my babybag and then my hand as we headed back to the bathroom.I tried to tell mom that I told Sarah I needed to go, but instead oftelling you, she started to tickle me. Grace looked around, scanning her surroundings. Someone far down the shore was walking in their direction. They would be close by in a few minutes. Grace knew what to do. Before any second thought crept into her head, Grace handed her phone once again to the man. She reached behind her back and pulled her bikini string, holding her top against her boobs with her free hand.“You getting this?” she asked the man firmly. He quickly held the phone up.clickGrace reached her free hand back behind her. It seemed to be harder on Debra than Holly. Afterall, the younger sister had been a prostitute longer, and had fucked many more men and sucked off more strange cocks than her sister. Holly was now a professional prostitute doing whatever men paid her to do. Debra, on the other hand, still resented the fact that she was a prostitute, even though she performed her duties as required.Things settled down into a normal routine until Debra and Holly’s mother and younger sister shown up unexpectedly.. Mother, daddy, and even Jimwere very caring and supportive. I felt good about my decision. I couldalways pay to get a dick back in five years if I wanted. I tweeted "feellike a new woman."I didn't see it, but I was Brandi at that point. I was not playing arole like mother and daddy so proudly thought I was. I was a spoiled,shallow, entitled, beautiful woman, and I liked it. I was going to bethe very best me I could, and I was not going to panic again while beingme. Being the daughter of.